[ it really does look like the world's ending. he takes in the destruction and, for a moment, he remembers something else. another time, another place. bodies on the ground, ash falling from the sky. devastation of a different kind. before he can grab the memory, it's gone.
so, he takes a breath and follows clarke, eyes flicking around to various people and things that are crumpled and twisted. when they duck into the backroom and she finally stops, he does too. ]
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[ it really does look like the world's ending. he takes in the destruction and, for a moment, he remembers something else. another time, another place. bodies on the ground, ash falling from the sky. devastation of a different kind. before he can grab the memory, it's gone.
so, he takes a breath and follows clarke, eyes flicking around to various people and things that are crumpled and twisted. when they duck into the backroom and she finally stops, he does too. ]
I...yeah, it's familiar.